]The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and

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The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a

The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian

The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin.

The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin. Afterwards

The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin. Afterwards his

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The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin. Afterwards his bumped

That last paragraph doesn't even begin with a sentence. Unless there's supposed to be a comma before "Frightening", and "Frightening" is the name of the only Goblin [sic] that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin.

*"To YMTC it up" means to design cards that have value mostly from a design perspective. i.e. you would put them in a case under glass in your living room and visitors could remark upon the wonderful design principles, with nobody ever worring if the cards are annoying/pointless/confusing in actual play

The gloomy pizzeria was in the poorest socio-economic entity of the city. It's so...GLOOMY! Nowhere was there pizza that grew on trees. "Why ask for sauce, when you know that it contains no meat, Frank? Your tired eyes tell me that mother didn't tell you about the secret 'sausage.'" Then Lisa burst aflame as GobO_Fire blowtorched everything. "GobO_Fire!" Shouted the angry restaurateur, as he came over to GobO_Fire whilst holding applesauce. Fifty customers stood around waiting as firemen rushed GobO_Fire daintily.

Lord Bun Bun said, "Dogs shalt not not have moderator privileges. Furthermore, only rats may dance around in discolored underwear. SHAZAM!!!" And suddenly her head turned to see GobO_Sapper dousing her with syrup. "Thanks!" She said.

Then, suddenly Lisa, now pregnant, decided on finding a bucket that could contain gallons of pancake batter. Grotesque sounds underneath the table made Lord Bun Bun retch up chunks of dead Equestrians. It was awe-inspiring to behold Equestrian meat spewing forth, gushing magnificently, arching in glorious rainbows of pie. "Ugh, what is this bucket of batter doing in the sink? Why can't Lisa wear something more hygienic? Those suspenders are not very water-repellent or stylish.

GobO_Admin, GobO_Stormageddon and GobO_Sapper all took offence to the very boorish accusations Lord Bun Bun levied against the suspenders. He thought he took the buttons back after a talking about the meanest guy in the Hauge Gang. Naturally, suspenders lacking water-repellent coating vanish. They weren't holding up well considering all the lizards had been biting GoBo_fire. He flamed everyone before he self-immolated.

Then, suddenly, The Doctor arrived with several garden gnomes. They whizzed by Lisa's house on several roller-skates while whistling tunes from Spamalot ham-n-jam-n-spamalot! Later, once they finished the evisceration of all of the little three-eyed monsters, this story suddenly took a turn for the cheeky ending as they mooned Winston.

This had all the towns folks mad, so enraged that they pillaged every town from Harlem to New Mexico.

However, billions died. History often repeats itself.

Then, Lisa's only choice was easy. She killed all the GobOs before they jacked her ride. This led to numerous showdowns of Greek tragedy and peasant revolt, which made the nighttime riots enjoyable. To the average goblin lackey this looked enjoyable too, so they decided to buy Orcish Librarian a hat. "Tasty muffins" said the grateful pigeon as the pancake engulfed it. When GobO_Althalus witnessed the curmudgeonly GobO_Admin had attacked everyone with flaming goblins. Naked, drunken, and relatively hungry they decided that the clothes had to go into space. NASA (Neosilk's Alternate Space Assassins) sent polyester and rotten fabric from his bogart for use in soup. The different people of the Chef's forum ate soup. Soup filled bowls, with kimchi and cheese, fell from the sky.

Frightening the only Goblin that had stolen the golden egg, the Klingon tribble, and a Saurian violin. Afterwards his bumped ass

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